Hot temper, with the shortest fuse, you'reSuch a mess, with an attitude, youBroken heart, but you're pain more, youNever talk, if you don't have toYou, have a job, but you hate the man whoTakes it all like Uncle Sam

I wantYou, you, youYou, you, you, youI, I, I, I, II want you

Out of gas, so you walk for miles, topick me up, in your worn out shoes, younever settle, never take too much, youcount on me, just like I count on youKiss meLike when I first saw youFigured out, couldn't be without you